Shadow Slave

Chapter 12

Right now, that obstacle was looking down, avoiding Sunny's gaze. His hand was resting on the sword handle. As always, the young slave had no idea about what was going on inside Hero's perfectly shaped head.

The uncertainty was making him nervous.

Finally, after some time had passed, the soldier spoke:

"I have only one question."

Both Sunny and Scholar stared at him while holding their breaths.

"Yes?"

"You said that one of us must be sacrificed to save the other two. Why him? From what I see, you are far closer to the grave."

'A great question! I was just about to ask it myself.'

Sunny turned to the older slave, trying very hard to suppress a mocking grin. But to his dismay, Scholar had an answer ready.

"Before the first attack, he was already bleeding because of your senior's whip. During the attack, he was drenched in the blood of a fellow slave. His cloak, too, was soaked in it when the previous owner died. The boy already reeks of blood. Keeping him alive will put us in danger. That's why he is the best choice."

The grin died before reaching Sunny's face.

'Curse you and your big brain!'

Scholar's reasoning was appallingly solid. Hero listened, his expression growing darker with each word. Finally, he looked at Sunny, a dangerous light shining in his eyes.

"That is true."

Sunny felt his mouth getting dry. Cold sweat was running down his spine. He tensed, ready to act…

But at that moment, Hero smiled.

"Your logic is almost unassailable," he said, unsheathing the sword. "However, you failed to account for one thing."

raised an eyebrow, trying to hide

"What might that be?"

young soldier turned to face him, the smile disappearing from

up a salve. Just one of the revolting crimes you have committed would be enough to make me want to kill you. So if there is someone among

Scholar's eyes widened.

but the smell of

you bleed enough to

the ground, his leg broken with one strike from the flat side of the young soldier's sword. Not giving him an opportunity to

Scholar was done

actions was in such stark contrast with his usually graceful demeanor that Sunny felt blood

gave him a calm look

"Wait for me here."

dragged him down the path, soon disappearing behind a rock outcropping. After a few minutes, terrible screams could

left

this is

demise came to be. And how ruthless

though nothing had happened. But it was exactly that normalcy that

rucksack and throwing most of the firewood out, the young soldier put

go. We

say, Sunny gave him a nod

there were only

was sort of stupid, but

for unnecessary thoughts. A strange feeling of melancholy descended on Sunny… somehow, he began

in silence for some time before Hero

feel guilty about what happened. It's not your fault. The decision was mine, and mine

a few steps ahead, so

knew this man's sins… actually, it's better that you don't. Just trust me when I say that killing him was an act

wonder which one of

actions, always desperate to maintain an illusion of righteousness even while

getting an answer,

like to talk, do you? Well, fair enough.

that,

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